Mistake_Lake Tahoe_A Little More Time_To Come
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Mistake
She knew it was a mistake. She watched as the detective chewed the end cap of his pen, brow furrowed in concentration at the file on the table. The detective lifted his piercing eyes towards hers for just a moment; her breath caught in her throat. A small sound escaped much like an inflated balloon when you pinch off the end. She fiddled with her locket.She shifted her focus towards the outside world. A distraction. She thought about her beautiful, talented, poised Stacy. She was an incredible performer. She could almost hear Stacy’s playing, could see her sitting at the baby grand in the sitt...
Lake Tahoe
It began the day Tanuja dove after the dog into Lake Tahoe.Nothing dramatic happened. Tanuja held Yogi’s collar and did a survival backstroke with her other three limbs until the boat doubled back for them. Lucky for her, Dad had made her learn it during their annual summer trips to Tahoe and reminded her every year before she was allowed to cannonball into the water. Also lucky for her, she had her www.onedoor.cclife vest on.The current wasn’t strong that day, but her teeth chattered. Tanuja hummed to herself, both as a comfort and to soothe Yogi, who was starting to squirm. Something crackled in her ear l...
A Little More Time
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. I have been in the house for a month now my mom was sick, she was really unwell. I needed to stay with her almost all the time but now she was getting better, also autumn had arrived which means the red leaves and chilly breeze. While I was watching the streets outside my window I got a phone call from my friends and they asked me about my mom’s health and I told them of the current situation and they were glad to know it and also they tried to convince me to come to the cafe and hang out with them for a little time they said it would be ...
To Come
To Come By LuAnn Williamson“Yes Sir, I understand,” Lillian looked deeply at her Boss’s soft brown eyes as if trying to memorize them for the future. Then she looked away, so he couldn’t see the tears pooling in her own smoky blue eyes.“Why am I calling him “Sir?” she wondered to herself. Under normal circumstances, he’d be “Jack.” Sometimes, under more formal circumstances he was “Mister Fritz.”Tears blurred her vision as she looked at the receptionist desk that had been her second home for the last several months. Although she answered the phone and greeted visitors, she’d been so much more,...